Wheeling Gull Isle shouklaka

for @Caracal! making some assumptions! lmk if not okay! <3

heda had left @Aquillius in the hands of the lion's den, on a bed of heather and long sedgegrass, the shell of fresh water at his head.
the stars were high. she had asked caracal to look in on the boy, because she had no knowledge of plants. maybe he would pass. she hoped not.
"god keeps sending souls to us," she remarked to him. heda sat outside the den, not within earshot of aquillius but close enough to hear if he called out. she turned her eyes on the skies and was silent.